Storms of Life
When blue skies turn dark and gray;
It means a storm is on its way.
Storms can cause stress and strain;
But crops don’t grow without some rain.
So, you must choose your point of view.
In storms of life, you can fuss and stew;
Or you can choose to dance in the rain
And sing; for the sun always shine's again.
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